"Sigh..." The old woman was speechless for a moment, and said helplessly, "Young lady, what's wrong with you? Are you making fun of this old woman?"
"I'm serious. I can transfer the money right now."
"Look," the old woman gestured to the QR code on the glass, then said, "Let's use a lucky number today, I won't weigh it. 6888 yuan."
Jiang Qingwan transferred the money according to the amount quoted by her mother-in-law.
"Six thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan has been deposited into your Alipay account." The familiar mechanical voice announced loudly from the connected speaker.
The mother-in-law wiped her hands and quickly took out her phone from the pocket in front of her apron to check the payment records.
"Young lady, since you bought so much, you can freeze it if you can't finish it today," the mother-in-law kindly reminded her.
The old fox was spicier; he must have seen a lot before, because he didn't look as shocked as the others.
“It’s not easy for you to carry it. I’ll have my son drive it to you later,” the mother-in-law offered to provide delivery service.
“Okay.” Jiang Qingwan wrote her address and phone number on a blank sheet of paper.
The mother-in-law rummaged through a cabinet and found a stack of white cards. She picked one out and handed it to Jiang Qingwan.
It's a business card for a braised food shop.
After Jiang Qingwan took it, she said, "Be sure to contact me in advance before you deliver it. It would be best if it were in the evening, as I have something to do this afternoon."
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "That's fine. My son is out buying goods and won't be back early this afternoon."
Jiang Qingwan replied, "What a coincidence, isn't this it? I'm leaving now, goodbye."
After watching Jiang Qingwan leave, the mother-in-law hung the "Closed" sign on the doorknob of the braised food shop.
Jiang Qingwan looked around but couldn't find a single barbecue stall.
These skewers are really hard to find. I'll buy them tonight.
Jiang Qingwan stopped being picky and went into each shop one by one, ordering a certain amount of their signature dishes from each one.
We must avoid overbuying, prioritize sustainable development, and leave enough supplies for others.
So much has been collected so far:
Sichuan cuisine, represented by sliced beef and tripe in chili sauce; Hunan cuisine, represented by stir-fried pork with chili peppers; Shandong cuisine, represented by braised sea cucumber with scallions; and Zhejiang cuisine, represented by West Lake fish in vinegar sauce.
There's also Anhui cuisine's stinky mandarin fish, Fujian cuisine's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Hubei cuisine's Wuchang fish, Northeastern cuisine's signature sweet and sour pork, Beijing cuisine's Peking duck, and Cantonese cuisine's poached chicken.
Western steaks, barbecue, and pizza; Japanese sashimi; Korean kimchi and fried chicken, etc.
There are also many staple foods, such as Wuhan hot dry noodles, Henan braised noodles, Guangdong rice noodle rolls, Shaanxi oil-splashed noodles, Beijing fried sauce noodles, Tianjin jianbing guozi, Liuzhou snail rice noodles, Shanghai shengjianbao, Shandong multigrain pancakes, Changsha fish noodles, Lanzhou ramen, Chongqing small noodles, and so on.
To stagger delivery times, Jiang Qingwan has set specific delivery times for each store, so I'll probably be waiting at home all day tomorrow to receive my orders.
It's getting late.
Jiang Qingwan hurriedly took a taxi to the warehouse.
There were more trucks in the industrial park than usual, and everyone parked them neatly and orderly according to the rules.
The security guard stopped Jiang Qingwan and asked, "What are you doing? Registering."
“I’m here to sign the contract with Ms. Huang to rent the warehouse,” Jiang Qingwan replied.
"You still need to register." The security guard shoved the notebook and pen in his hand into Jiang Qingwan's hand.
"Okay." Jiang Qingwan took the paper and pen and registered the visitor information as required.
"Give."
The security guard took the registration book without even looking at it, casually tossed it aside, and waved his hand, saying, "Go in, go in."
Jiang Qingwan entered the warehouse address multiple times today and has memorized the warehouse number. Following the map instructions and markings, she easily found Warehouse 52.
The warehouse door was wide open and completely empty, which perfectly met Jiang Qingwan's requirements.
Jiang Qingwan walked closer and rubbed the ground with her foot; no dust was raised.
It looks like it has been lightly cleaned.
"Miss Jiang, are you a beautiful lady?" Ms. Huang, the warehouse landlord holding the contract, asked tentatively when she saw someone approaching the warehouse.
Seeing Jiang Qingwan turn around, he vigorously waved the contract page in his hand.
“Yes, it is me,” Jiang Qingwan called out to her.
Ms. Huang jogged over from a short distance and said, "I'm Huang Fu, the warehouse rental owner. As you can see, I've cleaned it according to the requirements. If you have no questions about the contract, we can sign it."
Jiang Qingwan took the contract drafted by Huang Fu and looked through it.
All the terms and conditions are crystal clear, confirming that it is not a dual contract, and the breach of contract clause is also very reasonable.
If Party A, Huang Fu, breaches the contract, she shall pay 20% of the total contract amount as compensation.
In principle, the remaining rent will not be refunded if Party B breaches the contract. However, in special circumstances, the two parties may negotiate and decide on the matter themselves.
Jiang Qingwan, with the keen eye of someone who works like a beast of burden, determined that the contract could be signed and did not need to be revised.
"Do you have a pen?" Jiang Qingwan asked.
Huang Fu immediately replied, "Yes," and took out a black pen from her coat pocket, handing it to Jiang Qingwan with both hands.
Both parties to the contract have handwritten signatures.
Jiang Qingwan transferred the rent.
"Have a pleasant transaction. We'll contact you anytime if you have any questions later," Huang Fu said politely after receiving the transfer.
"Mmm." Jiang Qingwan nodded.
During their conversation, a local Mandarin-speaking male voice with an accent suddenly broke in.
"Is Miss Jiang here? I work in the supermarket delivery department."
"She is. I'll drive back first." Huang Fu took a step back, giving them space to talk.
"Okay, be careful on the road." Jiang Qingwan accepted another contract from Huang Fu.
"We've been here for quite a while now, we deliberately arrived early," the driver said.
"Your service is excellent, and you even arrived early." Jiang Qingwan was very satisfied with the people who kept their promise.
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